Archive for May 31st, 2006

Yesterday I re-inaugurated my tradition of solo picnic lunches. There is a wide-branched pine tree on a grassy hillside near my work, just out of view of sidewalks and the road, and I unfold beneath it the giant sarong I won at a raffle one time. It has tassles and maybe 17 different colors, so I don’t wear it around much. I mostly just recline upon it beneath the shady tree. Last summer there was a guy who practiced his sax solos in a nearby gazebo, but he was in absentia this time so the breeze was the only thing floating in my direction. I ate some pasta salad, cut up a fresh farmer’s market tomato and salted and peppered it and promptly consumed it, dabbing my mouth afterwards with a cloth napkin. Once you’ve used a good cloth napkin it’s hard to put up with harsh bleached paper napkins. I drank my ice water and leaned back with my book for a few minutes, then drifted into dreamland for 20 minutes or so. Long live the full-hour lunch.

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